A CAGE WITH NO BARS!

At the sight of a squirrel, merrying on a tree top, through my window...

For the living beings,
chirping birds,
little, fluffy squirrels- a shelter
And for the carbon cycle..

A cage with no bars
I choose to make
For them, my tiny little friends,
Either winged or leged
And for my fellow-competitors
Just to survive.

Plant more trees!
In the soft, lush, green
high branches of the trees
They will live under my cover
Than in a metal cage of
Rust, dust, defined boundaries, borders and space
Cherishing,loving, playing,
Moments of joy spreading
To one and all, thus,
Glory to God on High!

Reviews

[Jade]

Beautiful. Well written. Speaks to the reader.